标题:A Pair Of Brown Eyes
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艺人:The Pogues
专辑:Rum Sodomy & the Lash
制谱人:Folk and Roll
I'm not a banjo player, so hopefully I haven't screwed it up too bad :) The guitar part is made up just to play along with. The Pogues A pair of brown eyes G Am C One summer evening drunk to hell I sat there nearly lifeless G C Am An old man in the corner sang where the waterlilies grow G Am C And on the jukebox Johnny sang about a thing called love G Am and it's how are you kid C G and whats your name C Am and how would you bloody know In blood and death 'neath a screaming sky I lay down on the ground And the arms and legs of other men Were scattered all around Some cursed some prayed some prayed then cursed Then prayed and bled some more And the only thing that I could see Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me But when we got back labelled parts one to three There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go And a rovin' a rovin' a rovin' I'll go For a pair of brown eyes For a pair of brown eyes
One summer evening drunk to hell
I stood there nearly lifeless
An old man in the corner sang
Where the water lilies grow
And on the jukebox johnny sang
About a thing called love
And its how are you kid and whats your name
And how would you bloody know?
In blood and death neath a screaming sky
I lay down on the ground
And the arms and legs of other men
Were scattered all around
Some cursed, some prayed, some prayed then cursed
Then prayed and bled some more
And the only thing that I could see
Was a pair of brown eyes that was looking at me
But when we got back, labeled parts one to three
There was no pair of brown eyes waiting for me
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes
I looked at him he looked at me
All I could do was hate him
While ray and philomena sang
Of my elusive dream
I saw the streams, the rolling hills
Where his brown eyes were waiting
And I thought about a pair of brown eyes
That waited once for me
So drunk to hell I left the place
Sometimes crawling sometimes walking
A hungry sound came across the breeze
So I gave the walls a talking
And I heard the sounds of long ago
From the old canal
And the birds were whistling in the trees
Where the wind was gently laughing
And a rovin a rovin a rovin Ill go
For a pair of brown eyes